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Rhodizite had been feeling frustrated for days now; he had come to the realization it actually had a lot to do with the fact he was no longer having to kill his targets to please his queen. All he had to do was collect their life force, and while it left them drained, his targets didn't really suffer and usually made a full recovery. He would have never thought himself to be particularly sadistic in any sort of way; after all, he usually aimed to end fights as swiftly and efficiently a humanly possible, and yet... there was no denying that the frustration was there.

He wasn't sure when he'd transitioned into these sort of feelings and thoughts, but there they were. He wasn't stupid enough to deny their existence, and yet he wasn't entirely sure what to do with them. He was loath to kill his victims when it wasn't strictly necessary, specially when his queen had told them it was no longer essential. More living targets meant more life force to collect, as such, it was not in his best interest to do away with them all, no matter how frustrated he felt over the situation at hand.

Alas. There was no use in such thoughts. Specially not when his full concentration was technically required in order to finalize what he was currently doing: he stop in a dark portion of the park, where he'd cornered a small family of three. They currently lay at his feet as he absorbed their energy, his palm open, where the energy seemed to be concentrating into little a small ball. His expression was nonchalant, almost uninterested as he watched the people that lay before them; his eyes didn't seem to betray any sort of emotion.

Even if the girl hadn't announced herself when she was a few yards away, Rhodizite would still have heard her approaching. She had about the same grace and tact as an elephant rollerskating across a china shop; which was to say, she had none at all.

His gaze left the family at his feet so he could turn towards Nemesis as she announced herself, however, his energy drawing did not cease. In fact, he continued to drain the family's energy, his eyes hooded as he started at her through his partial mask's eye socket. One hand remain spread, the energy collecting within it, while the other kept a firm grip on his chained syckle weapon, "You," he drawled out at Nemesis, "Are extremely noisy," the way he spoke seemed to indicate he was most unimpressed by her entrance. That, or he was simply unimpressed in general, though he had to admit her outfit at least looked a touch better than other senshi he'd fought before. The little skull was a nice touch, though not nearly good enough to warrant his full attention. At least not yet.

Only when he felt the last bits of energy draw into his hand did he close his fist around the small ball. With a slow, fluid motion, he stuck it inside a pocket of his (admittedly strange outfit - it'd changed quite a bit since his lietenant days, that was for sure), "Right," facing her fully, he grabbed the end of the chain in his other hand, "Let's get on with this," he'd been itching for a fight, right? This is what he'd been wanting, right? For once, he intended to enjoy the moment.

His eyes flickered to the side as he opened his mouth, "Asphodel," and at the call of that single word, a pony sized youma appeared out of the shadows the trees seemed to cast in the moonlight; it seemed to keep itself to the shadows, exclusively, as if it were somewhat shy, even despite the way it opened it's mouth at Nemesis, silent in it's threat. The captain shifted his position, stepping on a small twig, and when it snapped, the youma charged forward towards nemesis, following the long shadow one particular tree seemed to cast in the senshi's direction, aiming to snap at her hands and arms.

Apparently, Nemesis' attempt at an insult fell quite short, because it managed was to make the captain blink and then tilt his head ever so slightly to one side, as if he were trying to determine if the girl had actually just said what he thought she had. A beat, and then he arched the brow that was not covered by his half mask, "I'm sure your own is quite proud of you. hopefully you don't kiss her with that mouth though?" the way he spoke seemed to indicate he really didn't care one way or another. In fact, his whole stance seemed to indicate he wasn't too bothered by her presence or the fact there was a fight going on, in which he was going to have to partake. Then again, that might have been a facade?

"Hmmmm?" he spared the family just a side glance before locking his eyes with the senshi, "Nothing they'll be missing. They'll be just fine," here, his voice did darken though, and his brows knitted, as if to point out he wasn't particularly happy with that thought, but just as soon as the expression came, it was gone, leaving him looking almost blandly at the senshi once more, "Oh, worry not. I plan on fighting you myself, do be patient," he sneered his words out as the youma charged at her; he was using that tone of voice he reserved for those particularly daft students that seemed to get on his nerves, "It's quite obvious that with you, patience isn't a virtue, now is it?" the annoyance was brief though, his eyes locking once more on the senshi, narrowing as she began to fight the youma.

No, calling for the youma had it's uses when he was facing a senshi he did not know; he was not willing to afford a loss. Not today. He wanted to see the way she fought, both in hand to hand combat, and what her attack was. Knowledge was power, after all. He'd also planned on making sure to call off the youma before it could be destroyed; he'd grown quite attached. to it.

The Youma made no audible sound (at least not one that seemed to emanate from his mouth at any rate) as he felt how his claws snagged on the shin's sleeve. He skidded to a halt before the shadow of the tree endded and then opened it's mouth in a silent roar. He seemed to be preparing himself to attack again when the senshi called out her attack. The creature paused, looking slightly confused as the attack hit and then 'blinked' his luminescent eyes at his attacker; it hit the youma full on, and it reeled backwards for a moment, a silent cry escaping it's mouth.

It was right around then that Rhodizite finally moved; he swung the bladed part of his sickle forward, attempting to wrap it around Nemesis' wrist, (even though he himself felt the attack to some extent, he was still able to move - he'd been paralyzed before and very much hated it, thank you very much), "That's enough," he drawled out, focusing his gaze on the Youma, "Sink," the order was followed instantly as the creature seemed to 'sink' into the shadow it had not been willing to abandon, "Nasty sounding attack you have there, but I thank you for using it. Now I know what to expect," that said, and hoping the chain had managed to wrap around some part of the girl, he gave it a forceful yank.

"Hmmm," he murmured again as he gave the yank yet another powerful yank forward, his eyes narrowing a touch, "Apparently, so. Yes," a pause, during which he arched a brow, his pulling relaxing just a moment, "Not that it should matter to you?" after all, he wanted her to be mad. He wanted her to actually have a reason to fight him; for once, he was looking for a battle. Karma would deprive him of a battle the moment he started looking for it, wouldn't it? He would have let out a sigh of frustration, but managed to keep his features schooled into indifference as he gave the chain another yank, "Hardly cowardly," he didn't seem particularly insulted by her claim; in fact, if anything, the tone of his voice seemed to betray he thought Nemesis was horribly stupid, "In fact, it's called intelligent fighting; the fact you're upset I caught you unaware is more than enough proof of that."

As the girl spoke further, the begining of a smirk finally began to curl upon his lips, "Oh, don't worry. I plan on getting plenty close. And then we'll see just who kicks whose a**, shall we?" that said, he swung out with the other end of his chain, attempt to curl it around her leg now that he thought she was near enough for him to reach her. He didn't wait to see if that worked or not, swinging his right arm back and then forward, aiming a punch at her stomach; he figured that if he was fast enough attacking, he'd confuse her and either the chain or his punch would connect. He just needed her incapacitated or winded enough so he could kill her; he knew their queen didn't really need starseeds any more. But he was sure that taking down the senshi by any means, star seed robbed or not, would still please the queen, even if she was no longer looking for seeds. Failing that... well, he'd think of something later, once the senshi was out of commission.

"Asphodel," the word was murmured under his breath, and despite the fact the youma was slightly incapacitated, it still appeared, the head surfacing just slightly out of the shadows by Nemesis' foot. The skull remain hovering just barely out of the shadow in a way that seemed reminiscent of a crocodile, and without needing more instructions, opened it's mouth with obvious difficulty and then aimed to clamp it down on the senshi's foot. Rhodizite was glad the girl was furious enough (not to mention impatient enough) to have failed to notice the fact his youma could not come out of the shadows. He was also glad he'd picked a particularly dark section of the park, seeing as how light would have incapacitated the youma and made it impossible for it to attack.

The satisfied smirk that crossed his lips when he felt his fist connect with her middle was the answer he needed to offer her when she pointed out how she thought he might be physically weak, "Think again," he drew near enough to murmur those words, his tone of voice still obnoxiously calm despite the battle at hand. Granted, his smirk had taken on a mildly sadistic edge, which seemed to betray the fact he wasn't calm and controlled as he was letting on.

Her first attack was dodged with difficulty, though this had more to do with the fact he still had leverage with his chain (not to mention the fact his youma had clamped it's jaws over her foot). Her second attack, however, hit him square across the jaw, with enough force to turn his head, blood slipping down his broken lip, where it'd smashed against his teeth painfully. The force of the hit had left him reeling, with the beginnings of a headache, but the adrenaline coursing through him would not allow him to distract himself from the action at hand. He was sure it'd hurt like hell later, but for now, he turned his face towards her, scowling from behind his half mask, "Enough," he made a small movement with his head and the Youma that bellow them move, this time with more efficiency as the effects of the attack started to dissipate.

With it's jaws still clamped over Nemesis' foot, it came out of the shadow and tugged, no doubt trying to get the senshi to lose her balance. Working in tandem with the creature, Rhodizite moved too, attempting to curl the chain around the girl's neck; if he unmobilized her arm like that and threw her off balance, he'd effectively be able to reach for her seed. While it was true the queen didn't need the seeds anymore... he could not think of a more effective way to take out the senshi at that precise moment. He'd apparently decided there was no more need for words; hell, he hadn't even introduced himself, not that it mattered, of course, seeing as how he'd intended on killing her from the start.

The battle was, thankfully, playing out in his favor, which was most sattisfying, actually. He hadn't had a good battle in quite some time, having kept his nightly activities to a minimum in favor of taking care of Khalla, whom he felt needed his attention more. That and... honestly, he wasn't sure how many excuses he could come up with for a broken lip, scratches, or broken bones, so he'd been as stealthy as possible with his attacks. Tonight though, for the first night in a rather long time, he knew Khalla wouldn't be back home. At least not for a long while, which would allow him more than enough time to mend himself, and in the light of broken bones? Well, he'd have thought of something then, he was sure.

Pent up frustration had been too much to ignore, and he had to admit this had been exactly what he'd needed, "That's good to hear," the words were murmured down at her in a low voice; it never seemed to raise in pitch, "The feeling can be mutual," it was right around then that he felt her hand clamp around his ankle, but his position gave him very little leverage to do anything about it. Instead, he tightened his grip on the chains around her neck and squeezed, trying to knock the air entirely out of the girl; an unconscious girl was a defenseless girl, after all. He just hoped he could pull it off before she managed to tug with enough force to pull his foot from under him.

Rhodizite had been so concentrated on the girl he was attempting to suffocate that he'f momentarily forgotten about his Youma. The creature, however, had been watching, and when the captain finally raised his head just so and looked it in the eye, and gave a silent 'cry' and then lashed out with it's fore claws, aiming to dig them into Nemesis' forearm. Just a bit more, he thought to himself as he eyed the girl, just a tiny bit more...

"Guiding Light, Magnified!" The call rang out, echoing off the buildings close by, and two balls of light went flying for the hands that gripped the nega's chain.

Alkaid stood nearby, her lips set into a grim line, and her fists up like she was ready for battle. Why did she have to keep doing this? She'd sworn off her senshi duties, this part of her life, and just wanted to live like a normal person. Yet, when she heard the fight and saw who it involved.. she couldn't help it. It was Nemesis and this creep. It also looked like Nemesis really needed her help and for whatever reason, she couldn't deny that. No matter how tiresome this life was, no matter how her day had been, she couldn't watch Nemesis die.

"Okay you creep, let her go!" She narrowed her eyes on the long-haired nega she had encountered once before, though she was pretty sure.. there was something different about him now. An upgrade maybe? No matter, she just had to distract him long enough for Nemesis to get her bearings. "Come over here so I can give you another.. butt-kicking." She frowned a little at her choice of insults, but she didn't curse and that left her smack talking a little lacking.